“You have an attitude, dearie.”

Mavuika scoffed amusingly. Why were you both always like this, anyway? Was it because of her constant flirting and being romantic, but afraid of commitment herself? Or was it actually because of you, being a total freak and foolish about what this truly was? You should’ve just ended this if, in the first place, she never wanted to be with y—

“But, that’s exactly what I like in a woman.” She chuckled as she approached closer. It was almost deafening, but still yet enticing.

Mavuika's eyes, bright not with red only but mischief and something deeper as it locked with yours. She reached out, her fingers brushing lightly against your arm, sending shivers down your spine.

“So, put your loving hand out, baby,” she murmured, her voice low and sultry, each word could almost hypnotize you.

“‘Cause I’m beggin’ for that heart of yours to be finally mine.” She took your hand in hers and brought it to her lips, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles.

Was it a start of a new beginning, or only a finish of a ‘relationship’ ending?